WAOA Arena

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"I can use some Destruction spells at range, but I am better up close." Aethion replied as he stopped a short distance from Carmen. "Do you typically let your opponent choose the range in a fight? The instructors that my father hired for the bannermen of the house is not so accommodating."

 

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Carmen shook her head before shifting into a fighting stance. [color=bb0066] "This is more of a sparring match than anything for me. I need a little practice with my close range abilities as well, so I thought I'd allow you to choose that you wished to work on. I'm fine either way." [/color]

 

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"Very well. We shall fight at close range then." Aethion agreed before drawing his sword, a single handed, single edged blade of the same brassy material as Drayven's elegant two-hander. Holding the blade out in front of him, he assumed a basic fencer's stance.

 

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With a small nod, Carmen took the dagger in front of her and chanted something. Soon enough, the dagger's jewel shined brightly before she ended up adorned with two gauntlets and armored boots on her and the dagger seemed to disappear. If he had seen the fight with Rex, he'd noticed the design of Carmen's was similar. [color=bb0066] "Good luck then, Aethion. Have at you!" [/color]

She quickly dashed in and launched a kick at his sternum.

 

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"And to you... whoa!" Aethion was cut off as Carmen began her attack. He brought his blade to a vertical position with the tip downward and twitched it to the side, misdirecting her kick before following up with a sweeping downward blow at her collarbone.

Drayven came down to one of the front seats in the stands and sat down, watching the fight calmly.

 

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Carmen giggled a small bit at Aethion's surprise as she brought her left hand up to block the strike, her leg sliding a bit as she shoved it down to give her a little more stability. [color=bb0066] "Perhaps I should have waited a bit. My apologies!" [/color]

After saying that, she quickly launched two right jabs in quick succession.

 

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"No, I should have expected it. A swordsman must always be alert to a sudden change in his opponent's pattern." Aethion said as he concentrated on matching Carmen's attacks, slashing at her gauntlet to deflect it, sidestepping the second jab, before thrusting blade for Carmen's ribs just under her left elbow. He fought as a formally trained saber fencer, always making sure to keep the blade straight between himself and Carmen except when he was going in for a slashing attack, but his technique had the slightly mechanical nature of a relatively inexperienced fighter.

 

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With grace denoting her being more skilled in CQC than she let on, she sidestepped Aethion's stab and shifted her body weight back as she launched a hook toward his armored jaw. [color=bb0066] "Not bad... but you need to be more fluid in your strikes." [/color]

 

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There was a loud metellic clang as Carmen's gauntlet struck the high collar of Aethion's cuirass just at his jawline before sliding up and clipping him in the face. He stumbled back in shock at the blow before regaining his balance and assuming a defensive position again,rubbing his bruised, pointed chin. When he was ready he brought his hand back, and it began to shimmer and sparkle in a haze of freezing mist and tiny ice crystals. Keeping the spell ready to cast, he darted forward, the speed inherent to fencing revealing itself in his footwork. Closing the distance to Carmen he lunged, whipping his blade tip at her face, drawing it back and striking again at her belly with a swift from left to right. Though his attacks were still easy to distinguish from one another, they were fast, particularly the first thrust which blurred almost out of sight.

 

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Carmen's eyes widen a bit at the first strike and managed to shift herself out of the way, his blade clipping her cheek and drawing black blood. The next strike she parried with authority, knocking the rapier way off course. She countered by launching a hard right cross to Aethion's chest. [color=bb0066] "Much better.. but your follow up was too slow." [/color]

 

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OOC: Is Carmen significantly physically stronger than a typical human female?

 

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OoC: Than a typical human? Yes.
Lett's say her strikes are pretty powerful, but nothing absurd like Rex would be able to do.

 

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OOC: Alright, let's go with this then...

Aethion gasped at the sight of Carmen's blood, but before he could do anything more her fist slammed into the curved side of his breastplate, buckling it slightly inward. He stumbled backwards again, but the armour saved him from being winded, and he responded by stretching out his arm and engulfing Carmen in a blizzard of frost and cooled air, lowering the temperature to set her shivering, stiffen her joints and leave her feeling very uncomfortable in general.

"Spellswords have other ways to defend themselves than speed alone." He exclaimed with a bit more confidence.

 

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Carmen was going to attack Aethion again, but stopped short due to the blizzard. She started to shiver quite a bit more than Aethion would expect as she used her wings and even her tail to try and shield and warm herself. [color=bb0066] "O-o-oooohh... Looks l-l-like... you've hit a.. w-w-weak spot of mine..." [/color]

She was too cold to try and cast something to warm herself back up.

 

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Aethion was surprised by Carmen's reaction and just a short time ago would have immediately ended the spell out of concern. He had been told never to waste a good opening in a duel, however, and so stepped forward sharply. As the blizzard suddenly ended he hooked his front foot around the back of Carmen's knee and shouldered her off her feet. As she hit the ground he aimed his sword point at her neck.

"Are you alright?" He asked.

 

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Carmen grunted a small bit as she hit the floor and looked at the point of the sword in front of her. She began to warm up a bit as a small red aura encased her. Her voice wavered less, but she simply nodded [color=bb0066] "Yes... I'm fine now." [/color]

 

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Aethion swept his sword gracefully off to one side and bent slightly at the waist, extending a hand to her.

"Good. The frost spell is good for slowing down an opponent, but I have never seen anyone react to it as you did. Do you wish to continue?"

 

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Carmen took the hand and stood up with Aethion's help before stepping back a few steps. [color=bb0066] "Ice-type moves are much more effective on me than anything else. I'll continue, but don't be afraid to use those again. I'll be able to take it." [/color]

 

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Knife sits in the lounge, silently watching the fight between Carmen and the elf.

 

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"Well... if you are certain..." Aethion stood back and took up a fencer's stance again, then sprang forward and lunged, delivering first a straight thrust and then two short, swift slashes in an x shaped motion.